David slipped out of his tennis shoes, and then they each began sliding pants and jeans down masculine legs, exposing their bodies for my appraisal. Shirts were unbuttoned, Daddy’s tie untied. He wanted to be my first, and I found myself smiling at the thought as I moved toward the rug while they both began to undress in front of me. He could have had his pick of a multitude of women, beautiful women like his friend Kara, but he wanted me. I nodded quickly, watching my stepbrother in awe. “Now I want you to be a good little girl and lay down over there, okay?” David directed, pointing to the plush rug in front of our family mantle. My eyes were glued to his, thrilled that he wanted me this way, but instead of feeling his lips on mine, I felt the hot breath of his whispered words in my ear. Now,” David said suddenly, dropping to his knees slide my skirt down my legs, leaving me in nothing but my black Mary Janes and white kneesocks.Ĭompletely exposed, my body shivered with anticipation as David stood up and moved in as if to kiss me. My cries of pleasure were embarrassingly loud as they licked and sucked, tasting my sensitive skin. They grinned at each other briefly before moving toward me, mouths poised to envelop my stiff nipples. “Okay, Daddy,” I whispered uncertainly, but did as I was told and uncovered myself. “You are beautiful, and you don’t need to hide from us.” “Remember what I told you, Erica?” Daddy asked sternly. Once my sweater was in a pile on the floor with my panties, he then moved on, removing my blouse as well.īefore I could blink, David wrapped his arms around me, practically embracing me until his fingers began pulling at the hooks on my bra, popping them open so he could free me from the confines of the silky fabric.įeeling slightly self-conscious, I moved to cover myself from their appraising eyes, folding my arms over my breasts as the silky bra fell to the floor with my shirt and sweater. I looked up at him shyly, turning my eyes toward his mouth as Daddy began unbuttoning my cardigan. “Stand up, sweetie,” Daddy directed, as David offered me his hand. It was then that he and David both began to move in on me, their eyes hungry as they wandered over my body, taking in my disheveled state. Thankfully, though, I could tell by the look on Daddy’s face that he was okay with my decision.

My mouth didn’t seem to be willing to form the words that rested on the tip of my tongue, so I nodded, unable to look at David just yet.

Their Little Girl by L.J. Anderson